There was no reason to get mad. It was an accident and anyone who lost their mind over a little bump was stupid and crazy.
"Don't worry about it. You didn't, like, knock over my cart or anything." Everyone did it at some point. He has run into people on accident because he was paying attention to the shelves and not what was going on around before. "We might have. I don't know, but it's nice to meet you, Rowan. I'm Stiles." A handful of people had talked to him when he first arrived, but he couldn't remember every single person that commented. So it was possible they had spoken before. "So, what were you trying to figure out?" he asked as he glanced towards the cake mixes.